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Corrie Peters

  • time
    • (how) do i reconcile
    • disproportionate effects (the shadows we all live in)
    • state building
    • all the rooming houses on my street have had their front door removed
      • introducing
      • building
      • constructing
      • creating
      • making
      • naming
      • forming
      • defining
  • relationship
    • gr(i)éve
    • a year with my grandma
      • creating memories in my grandma’s room
      • archiving memory
      • reparations
      • tablecloth cut
      • the gift
      • act of trust
    • mourning in public
    • guestlist
    • monitoring the community meal
    • creating something from what was already there
  • words
    • books
      • a lament: why my art is failing
      • winter: her first year
      • because savour this time made me feel like crap
      • leaving/longing
      • places you can observe hope
      • things you can do when you feel lonely
    • writing
      • am i ever going to stop feeling like this?
      • documentation as a political act
      • addressing power
    • works
      • …there was literally an ocean between…
      • ways i have been fooled
      • residing in motherhood: performances
  • connect
    • get in touch
    • invitations
    • made tangible
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shadows on my child's bedroom door

cloth the window was cleaned with

small wooden books

shadows on my child's bedroom door

cloth the window was cleaned with

small wooden books

When I moved onto a pedestrian heavy residential street, at the end of an oceanside boardwalk - Paradise St. - in 2016 I began writing the names of black people killed by the police on the window. I did it as I heard about it, and without searching out news related to these horrific events. My child was allowed to draw on the otherside of the window. For 2.5 years I recorded these names, and my small family lived with the shadows of these names moving around our house as the seasons changed. When I decided to remove all the names and marks on the windows (link to video of this act) I made small, closed wooden books - paintings - for each person. I then invited households that live in white privilege to be the caretakers of a painting. If they were interested I then gifted the painting together with the responsibility to learn and share the story of how that person died.
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